Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

It’s Thanksgiving Day and I’m ready to get stuffed. I invited the last three guys I fucked. Their names were Kevin, Mark and James. We had a huge feast laid out on the table and spent a few hours eating, chatting and getting to know each other more, and then it was time for dessert. We cleared off the table and put a new purple tablecloth over the table, and I laid down on it.

I was already so horny, and my pussy was already nice and wet. James started and stuffed his nine-inch meaty cock into my pussy to get his cock all lubed up. I knew what he really wanted to do. He wanted to stuff me in the ass. So, he pulled out of my pussy, and I felt the head of his cock at my asshole entrance. He pushed further and further in, and I screamed in great pleasure.

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the pot

Anna 844-332-2639 EXT. 203

Mommy Anna was busy all-day cooking in the kitchen for Thanksgiving. She had sent Daddy Ron out to get a few last-minute ingredients. Mommy Anna planned it just right because she was expecting her lover to call.

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Can’t Be Gay

Trans Goddess Alexus 1844-332-2639 Ext 349

My friend Sasha and I were hanging out with her boyfriend at her house, and somehow the topic of being gay came up. He said if a dude sucks another dudes cock, it’s gay. No grey area, but Sasha gave me a knowing wink and asked What if a girl with a cock sucks another guy’s cock? Her boyfriend scoffed and said, “That’s so gay.”

“But what if the guy didn’t know she had a cock?” Sasha started rubbing his leg and leaning into his body. He was looking at her tits and seemed to need a moment to think about it.  He concluded it was still gay, so Sasha asked him, “What if he didn’t know who was sucking his cock, then is he still gay??”

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There’s just somethin’ ‘bout a cowboy that I can’t resist. Most of the gentlemen members at the club are older, successful men in designer suits. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a sucker for a sexy, silver haired sugar daddy. But there’s just somethin’ ‘bout a cowboy that makes my pussy pitter patter. So when my friends invited me to the rodeo, I just couldn’t say no. Some women get off to the smell of leather designer shoes and bags. But I get off to the smell of leather cowboy boots and chaps.

It had to be so obvious that I was walking around on the verge of cumming in my panties. All of those cowboy hats and tight asses in wranglers made me so weak in the knees. Watching them riding while roping the bulls at the same time was such a turn on. One of them especially caught my eye. He was the epitome of masculinity. His body was that of a perfectly chiseled hard working cowboy. And his honey colored curls naturally highlighted by hours out in the sun. That boy was HOT!

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

In Part One, Mark made me cum over and over from a vibrator, but let’s see what he can do with his eight-inch-thick cock today. My pussy was still soaking wet and so sensitive. I could feel it pulse and vibrate through my whole body, but I was ready for some more.

Mark untied my hands and feet from the bed so he could bend me in any position he wanted me in. My body was weak and lifeless, so I just let him take control of me. He kept me on my back and pulled me to the edge of the bed. He put my legs up in the air, resting over his shoulders and I felt the head of his cock enter my pussy.

Every time he thrust in and out of me, his cock rubbed against my clit, and I wasn’t sure how much more I could take. He grabbed on to me and thrust, deep and hard. After a few moments, I felt my entire body tremble and felt the pussy juices flowing all over his cock. They flowed so hard it pushed his cock out.

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Scent Training

Rita 844-33-CANDY Ext 413

Husbands are like hounds. They must be broken and trained. One of my favorite ways to break a married man is scent training. Take my Boss, Jack, for example. Jack had been married for eighteen years, happily, he claimed. However, when he hired me as his executive assistant, he couldn’t keep his eyes off me, and soon his hands would follow.

Getting Jack to cheat wasn’t tricky. I had asked him one day if I could change in his office, and I “accidentally” left my panties under his desk. Making it look as if I’d just missed them when I picked my clothes up off the floor. I knew as soon as he found them, he’d press them to his nose and his training would begin.

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Someone Got Jealous

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

My best friend’s Dad is a super nice guy. He runs this huge company with his two partners, and when he heard I was struggling to find a job, he offered me a temporary position as an office assistant. I was so excited and went out to buy a bunch of sexy office outfits. Pencil skirts, sheer blouses, and really short micro skirts that showed off the tops of my thigh-high stockings. My tight young body was the talk of the office on more than one occasion, and I even caught the eye of both partners.

In fact, they spit-roasted me after the last company dinner, and I was still walking funny from the experience when my friend’s Dad called me into his office. I wasn’t sure exactly what he wanted to see me about, but I stepped into his big corner office and shut the door as he instructed. Looking at him behind that massive desk was making me nervous. He seemed so powerful and in control. When I sat across from him, my knees rubbed together, and I hoped he couldn’t smell how wet I was getting for him. “You wanted to see me?” I batted my lashes innocently and offered him an innocent smile.

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masturbation

Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

It smells in here, like cheap drinks and a lot of dreams. I walked fast through the backstage hall and pushed open the door to my small dressing room. I needed privacy and quiet. But I needed something else, too.

On stage, I am bright lights and fast moves. My smile is for the money. But in this quiet room, the smile is just for me. I looked at the mirror. Glitter was everywhere. I started taking off my outfit. The velvet, the straps, the tight little things. Slowly. I like this part. Peeling off the layers and the feeling of myself, it comes back.

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Mommy's Foot Loving Baby Boy

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Johnny loves many things about his Mommy, but his top two favorite things are my stinky feet and my soaked pussy. Yesterday, He was so hungry to sniff both that when he woke up stinky in his nappy, he rolled Mommy onto her back and folded up my legs into criss-cross apple sauce. My ankles locked just above my pussy mound, and Johnny lay on his tummy just under my feet and cunt. Groggily, I looked down at my sweet boy and asked what he was doing. He pushed his nose to the balls of my feet, then inhaled while stretching his tongue out to flick at my clit.

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Melanie 1-844-332-2639 ext 463

Professor Thompson met with me outside his special room. We found an empty room to have our little discussion. He begged me not to show anyone what was on my phone. In fact, he really begged me to delete the video I had taken, but I told him that I was going to need it for some reassurance. He begged and pleaded with me, asking what he needed to do for me to forget the whole situation.

I sat there for a few minutes thinking about what I really wanted, what I needed. His class was the hardest class I was taking that semester. I let him know that the difficulty from his class was putting me behind in everything else. I really could use some help on the midterm paper. Maybe turn it into a little speech or talk, one on one instead of the actual paper, and some additional extra credit so that my final grade was an A at the minimum.

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